Chapter 1531: Chapter 1531: Image Design
Feng Jun actually misunderstood a bit; Yu Qingzhu also likes watching the rain. Deep down, she is a girl with a strong literary and artistic temperament.
What she really likes is the feeling of "The four hundred and eighty temples of the Southern Dynasties, how many towers and pavilions are amidst the mist and rain."
Feng Jun gently nodded, thinking she was just trying to please him, "You can watch it."
Then he turned his head towards Yang Yuxin, "What’s the matter?"
"I have a cousin who’s very honest and doesn’t know how to play games," Yang Yuxin replied casually, "He wants to be the general distributor of Sansheng Liquor in Chongqing. I’ve already mentioned it to Zhang Dongyuan, and he said there’s no problem...what do you think?"
This isn’t really a big deal. Zhang Dongyuan of Qingcheng mainly operates within the area centered around Jin City. As long as he doesn’t object, there’s no issue. She’s just going through the motions—she’s not so thoughtless as to contact Ye Qingyi directly.
So Feng Jun smiled, "What kind of favor is this? Okay, I’ll arrange it."
He took out his mobile phone and directly sent a message to Ye Qingyi, "Someone will contact you later to discuss the general distribution in Chongqing."
It’s as simple as that; Yang Yuxin just knows how to handle things properly.
Aside from the two of them, no one else noticed Feng Jun had returned—except Lin Heihu, who was cultivating here.
Because it was a cloudy day, he wasn’t worried about being captured by anything in the sky, so he revealed his form directly, "Elder Feng, this Incense Fire Ascension Dharma I have doesn’t seem to absorb much incense fire. Could you take a look for me?"
Initially, he was very confident, thinking he could handle these things on his own—after all, he considered himself an expert.
But once he started, he realized it wasn’t that simple; the cultivation progress was too slow.
Feng Jun didn’t make fun of him either, as Lin Heihu... this ghost... whatever he was, did things quite properly and shared similar values with Feng Jun. He even offered Xu Leigang a method to cultivate explosive vitality.
So Elder Feng had a good impression of him. He took the cultivation technique to match, "There’s nothing wrong with this technique... huh, there’s even a chance to enter the transcendent stage. Lao Lin, you’re quite amazing."
"Transcendent stage... can’t really think about that for now," Lin Heihu replied honestly, "But there’s hardly any incense fire in cultivation now."
Feng Jun confidently replied, "That’s because you don’t know how to collect incense fire; it’s unrelated to the technique."
Lin Heihu also understood the crux of the issue, but how to put it? As a spiritual body that existed for over two thousand years, it had its own pride. He had no problem asking Feng Jun or even Chen Shengwang for advice, but hoping he’d turn to those lower-tiered mortals, that was truly difficult to do.
Although Chen Shengwang was also an old-timer, he really didn’t understand these matters, so Lin Heihu could only ask Feng Jun, "Then how should I collect incense fire?"
Feng Jun thought for a moment and then asked, "Impersonating Xu Xiaofu... livestreaming isn’t an option?"
"Indeed, it’s not," Lin Heihu admitted honestly, "If I were at the transcendent stage... or the high rank of Qi Refinement, I’d have confidence to impersonate others more convincingly, but I’m just a little short now."
After a pause, he spoke again, "The key is, that guy wants to sue me for violating his image rights, causing my account to be banned."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jun laughed heartily, "An Earth Deity actually had his account banned by a mortal, you’re really a disgrace to the incense fire pantheon!"
Lin Heihu didn’t mind his ridicule, "I’ve studied it, and actually, the ban was justified; people nowadays are attentive to image rights, right? It’s just a pity for the thousands of yuan in that account."
Although Feng Jun laughed at him, he also supported the image rights, so after some contemplation, he suggested, "How about this, you livestream from the cancer recovery center?"
Lin Heihu was instantly stunned, "What’s there to livestream? Those cancer patients look half-dead; just looking at them is disheartening. Who would like to watch that? Shouldn’t livestreaming showcase beautiful things?"
"I think this suggestion is good," Yang Yuxin commented from the side, "Cancer patients getting better day by day is very positive energy for a livestream, and more importantly, it’s exclusive content for you."
Yu Qingzhu nodded, "I think it’s good too," she originally didn’t want to speak, but since Yang Yuxin dared to chime in, why shouldn’t she? Being at the fifth level of transformation is still better than the third level, right?
Lin Heihu was already trying hard to learn new things, but adapting to this era of information explosion was impossible without three to five years, so he chose to trust Feng Jun, "Then what kind of image should I use?"
"Just make sure you’re handsome," Feng Jun replied nonchalantly, "As long as you don’t emulate my image, it doesn’t matter."
Lin Heihu pondered for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and initiated a voice call, "Elder Ma, there’s this thing..."
After listening, Ma Sanniang said she understood, "What do you mean by handsome... there are many disciples of the Danxia Heaven Maiden, I’ll ask around."
Lin Heihu added a reminder, "Make it quick!"
Ma Sanniang’s speed was indeed impressive. Three hours later, just as the light rain began to fall from the sky, she sent over many pictures—clearly, she had garnered strong support from Master Guan.
Yang Yuxin wasn’t shy at all, directly leaning in to watch, "All these photoshopped real people, how come they all have a bit of Feng Jun’s shadow?"
Yu Qingzhu was a bit intimidated by this strange existence, but finally spoke up, "Master, the photoshopping has no flaws."
She was the youngest among them and the most knowledgeable about new skills. Of course, with her looks, she disdained photoshopping, "A natural beauty, unembellished, is the right way," but... she did have friends her age, right?
Feng Jun picked up his teacup and took a light sip, "Let me drink some tea to calm my nerves. Nowadays, do you have to master photoshopping to become a Daoist nun?"
Yang Yuxin liked a more delicate type, but Yu Qingzhu surprisingly preferred a more masculine template—coming from her family, her liking for masculine men was truly unexpected.
Yang Yuxin’s choice was quite normal—delicate young men have always been "auntie killers."
Even Feng Jun couldn’t help but glance at her, "So you like this type."
"A mother’s love is innate," Yang Yuxin laughed, looking very happy, "A man like you, who can play a martyr without makeup, no one would think to nurture you."
It was a joke; she was embarrassed to say—"Only a man capable of becoming a guardian is a woman’s ultimate support."
However, Yu Qingzhu clearly didn’t sense this, and she curled her lip, "Too effeminate, people’s aesthetics are seriously off nowadays... Can someone like that even be considered a man? If the whole society was like this, who would protect Huaxia?"
Feng Jun looked at her strangely, "I didn’t expect you to say something like this. I thought you’d say that the entire Huaxia... just relying on your Yu Family would be enough."
A sudden blush appeared on Yu Qingzhu’s flawless jade-like face. She suppressed her anger and asked, "Elder Feng, is your prejudice against me that strong?"
"It’s not prejudice; it’s the truth," Feng Jun spread his hands casually, "The ones you’ve been supporting are always the agents or the obedient ones. Can the disobedient ones have a good ending?"
Yu Qingzhu knew deep down what he said was true, but being so blunt, she still couldn’t take it—after all, she was young, not that thick-skinned, "At least my family appreciates those with a sense of duty, and you’re an example, Elder Feng, aren’t you?"
Feng Jun laughed again, "Oh, is that so? I didn’t know... it was because your family appreciated me that I developed this way."
Yu Qingzhu could only shut her mouth. She knew very well that Elder Feng was initially suppressed and sidelined by the Yu Family.
In fact, she had many reasons to argue, but since she had become a disciple, she decided not to debate... just accept it.
Yang Yuxin also appropriately intervened to ease the situation, "Alright, it’s raining. Elder Feng, are you going to walk in the rain?"
"Let’s take a walk," Feng Jun didn’t dwell on the arguments. However, having previously faced some unfair treatment and thinking he had seen through the essence of society, shouldn’t he vent a little?
After he and Yang Yuxin took a walk nearby, Yu Qingzhu followed along as well. Unlike Director Yang, who held an umbrella, Yu Qingzhu didn’t use one, but just draped a relatively thick denim jacket over her shoulders.
Her long hair got half-soaked by the rain, messily draping over her shoulders, with strands sticking to her forehead and temples, but she seemed to really enjoy it, lightly smiling, not only strolling along but with eyes full of delight.
Perhaps to outsiders, there are many crazies in this world.
But Feng Jun could intuitively feel that she, like him, was someone who enjoyed the rain.
He couldn’t help but wonder, if back then, he had met her instead of Zhang Yunzhen... would it have been a perfect encounter?
Stop dreaming! The next moment, he reminded himself: back then, you weren’t qualified to encounter her.
Overall, it was a very chaotic feeling, and he didn’t even know what he was thinking.
When he returned to the nearby tent that night, he suddenly realized: today, it seems, I became a literary youth again?
Compared to the dazed Feng Jun, Lin Heihu was clear-headed, his goal simple: I want to reestablish my image and quickly collect incense fire.
For him, changing his image was very simple, even easier than changing a streaming account. But the key is, the image has to be accepted, right?
He silently thought for a while, transformed into a man who resembled Feng Jun by seventy percent, then took out his mobile phone, "Mara Master, I plan to use this image for my stream... please help me prepare a new account."
Mara San Niang deliberated before responding, "I have plenty of accounts. There are countless phones and IDs lost on Magu Mountain every day, but are you sure... this image is okay? If Elder Feng minds his likeness rights, it might not just be a banned account problem."
"It’s fine," Lin Heihu confidently replied, "I’m helping his Cancer Care Center gain attention."
He had learned some modern knowledge for a few days, understanding some concepts of attention economy—no matter if I succeed or not, I’m also helping Feng Jun hype a topic. What can he say about me?
Mara San Niang was also quite aware of this, but she still spoke faintly, "As long as you’re sure you’re not doing more harm than good."